Carmine Sky

night's carmine tinged sky

burning today's silhouettes

- embers ignite dawn 

© Debbie Razey 2014

Empty Boat (tanka)

Empty boat, filled with 

thoughts of you... oh how I'd love 

to lie here beneath 

this coral, amber muddied 

autumn sky... one day with you

Debbie Razey 2014 

#tanka

Ancient Wisdom (fibonacci)

We

Think

We know;

Have progressed

Though I fear we don't

Understand, no longer relate 

To the reality of actual existence. 

Ancient philosophy, eclipsed by the misconception of scientific knowledge.

Stuff

Genes

Controls

Our whole lives.

Darwinian strive

Blinkers our deep intrinsic need

For an empathic civilisation to unfurl.

Our planet's imminent extinction; we've paved in war, pollution, destruction and gold

Let's

Gaze

Back to

Wisdoms of

Old; Quantum Physics

Recall energy shapes matter.

Consciousness, love and positive thought can save our world.

Become masters of our own bodies; find balance and harmony; learn to live as one.

We

With

Vision

Can transform 

Civilisation. 

Be one 'World Nation'; at last whole

Thrive, transcend to superior possibilities.

Through compassion, truth, nurture and conviction; a new anthropic beginning... not end

Debbie Razey 2014

 

Breeze (haiku)

Gaia's gentle breath

master choreographer

- peaceful spectacle

Debbie Razey 2014

Ebola (haiku)

Ebola's long arm

of death claws it's way further

- loved ones hugged tightly 

© Debbie Razey 2014

Burning Darkness

When it's time for the darkness to begin burning vivid, horrendous images 

onto your retinas; consuming you with night terrors... leaving you undone

Who will be there to remind you that you're safe and that your mission is done?

When the sweats, shakes, tics, pain and panic ravage at your body;

your breath and sanity prove hard to find... as you take cover on the floor

Who will be there to help you back to you feet; to stand tall again once more?

When you're wrestling with your conscience over things that you were forced to do

Overwhelmed by survivor's guilt, despair and grief for comrades... friends lost

Who will be there for you to scream at, cry, offload to; if you ever feel that you can accost?

When everyday sounds, smells trigger flashbacks and you relive the trauma all over again

Left frustrated, angry, numb, isolated; all crowds, strangers, gatherings...potential threats

Who will be there to remind you that for your sacrifices, we are, as a country in your debt?

Let us not leave them to fight this burning darkness ~ *Combat PTSD*... alone 

© Debbie Razey 2014

Wanted

Don't worry

I get it...
really.... it's ok

I just need you to know...
I wanted you

...in every conceivable way

So if the feeling ever takes you...
catch a ferry to my arms
or jet across the sky to me...
from your somewhere

...far away

Until that day

I'll see you...

in my thoughts...

each and every day
Thinking of what could've been

...wishing my delusions had stayed 

© Debbie Razey 2015